"Latte for Emily!" the barista yelled. I quickly received my latte and headed for the door. My head was down, looking at my phone, and I didn't see a man coming in. I crashed into him and my latte fell to the floor, spilling everywhere.
"Omigosh!" i said shocked.
"Oh, shit!" the man said. "I am so sorry! I didn't see you there." I looked up at the man, who I realized was stunning. He was an average height, with thick black hair, and tattoos up to his neck. I could see that he had tattoos all over his chest, too, through his V-neck t-shirt. He looked like he could hurt me, but I saw that his pretty blue eyes were kind. An employee rushed over to us to clean up the mess.
"Please," my stranger began, "Let me buy you a new coffee."
"Oh, no, no, its fine, I promise." I replied.
"But i insist." He held out his hand for me to shake. "I'm Aaron." I shook his hand.
"I'm Emily."
"Well, then what'll it be, Emily?" The way he smoothly said my name sent shivers down my spine."
Aaron's POV
"Well, since you insist, i'll have a hazelnut latte." She is beautiful. Long blonde hair, pretty green eyes, sweet dimples. Not the kind of girl I would usually call beautiful. As we turned to walk to the counter, I caught a glimpse of her ass in her dark skinny jeans. Small, but round and plump. I quickly looked up. I couldn't get a good look at her chest due to her t-shirt. She was definitely hot, but in a different way. I didn't know it then, but this girl was going to turn my life upside down
Author's Note:
Hey, this is my first real story that I've ever written, so feel free to critique the chapters! I really like where I'm going with this story, and I hope you guys will too! Leave a comment and give this chapter a vote! Thanks soooo much! -buffy
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I'm Dating a Pornstar
RomanceEmily Harris, a sweet nobody in San Fransisco, meets Aaron Hollister, a mysterious badboy. She reluctantly falls head over heals with this man, who she finds out is much more than meets the eyes.
